Admiral Snortin B.Throckmorton

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Age: 8 Years   Sex: Male   Weight: 26-50 lbs

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   Leave a bone for Admiral Snortin B.Throckmorton

Baby~Moose~Pugzilla~Fatty~Fat Man~

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:

January 16th 2008

FOOD~Mommys Lap~Mommy~Treats~

Not being on Moms lap~Anyone else having a bone or toy~ Not being the center of attention~Not being able to chew on shoes~Not getting table food~

Favorite Toy:
~Anything Squeaky~Sticks

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere thats not too far!

Best Tricks:
Thowing his weight around~BOL~

Arrival Story:
"Baby" was found at a Reptile Show believe it or not. He was one of about 10 dogs "for sale" at the show and although I don't condone or like to support BYB's I couldn't just leave him there. It's not his fault he was born under those circumstances and he didn't deserve any less because of it. I knew he needed medical attention and made a deal with the "seller" for him and 2 other dogs.

He is the only surviving pup from a litter of NINE!! Both parents are AKC Pugs and he was the biggest of the litter. All the other pups died within 48hours of being born:(

Forums Motto:
I am TOO a lap dog!

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Spam/Hacker Pup Pal Request!

mammas boy: - Custom comment codes for MySpace, Hi5, Friendster and more

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 22nd 2008 More than 7 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
H. H. Parker
Tico el
The 2012
Bubba Smalls
@ the Bridge
III@the Bridge
Charles Ray
Le TiTi Bijoux

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Confessions of a Snort-A-Holic & Other Curly Tails!

A Valentine Poem to my True Love

February 10th 2010 1:57 pm
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Ode to Mom

When I was just a wee fat Pug
I often wondered...Who would I love?
What would my uncertain future hold?
Who would fill my ginormous food bowl?
Who would come and rub my belly?
Who could stand my unique sweet smelly?

Then one day out of the blue
I took a ride and I met you
You laughed & hugged
And held me so sweetly
I knew right then you were my one true people-y

As time went on I loved you more
You never complain about how loud I snore
Or when I act bonkers at my favorite pet store
You never say the "D" word out loud in my presence
And even better, no complaints about my lovely Pug~essence
You bring me burgers from work now and again
And when the Dogter shakes her head in surprise
At my manly girth and large Pug size
You smile so sweetly and fib real good
Oh no, Not him, He eats only reduced fat dog food :)

Every night when you hoist me up into bed
We cuddle up close and I get near your head
I look real deep into your eyes
And give you a nice wet snorty surprise.

I tell you Mom, your my one and only
Not one day have I ever been lonely
You rub me gently in all the right spots
You let me hog the fan when I get hot
There's so many ways you tell me I'm loved
And I declare this now......For all to hear....
I love you dear Mom....Snort Poot~Slobber Cheer!


The "D" Word

October 6th 2009 4:26 pm
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Holy Pugzola has it been a long time since I shared my thoughts with everypup......
Think I better find a better secretary MOM!!!
I had THE greatest summer ever!
Mom was off work ALL summer long and it was pure bliss having her here with me all day & night!
We really didn't do much of anything.
I helped Mom with yardwork, Hung out in the baby pool, kept busy barking at my cousin Bubba Smalls and had a dreaded Dogter visit.
Pawsonally I think that guy is a little cuckoo!
He told Mom I needed to be on a...on a ....on a..... DIET......
The shock.....The horror....The absurdity of it all!
I can't believe I actually said the "D" word.
I mean how can I mantain this fine manly physique on a diet????
If I wasn't such a fun loving furendly guy I just might have bit that guy.
Instead I gave him a lovely dose of Puggy purfume
You pugs know what I mean;>
So now Mom is feeding me reduced fat kibble and I have to eat 10 times as much to fill the gaping emptiness that is my belly.
My treaties have been severley restricted and I just find the whole thing an abomination!
Now that the leaves are falling and it's getting cooler I have decided to use my mighty Pug power to get a hold of this Santa Paws feller and plead my case.
Maybe if we all band together we can get some yummies delivered right to our door!
Who's in?


I'm a HERO!!!

June 7th 2009 10:24 am
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******Sucks in Gut and Puffs out Chest*****
You heard it here 1st! I am a Hero of man and mices...A true 20th century canine Lassie. (except for the girl part! )
Last week during our nightly constitutional I saved my entire family from a dangerous & vicious predadtor!
Sure did, yep, me. little ole me!!
See the thing is, every night when we go out for our last Hoo-Rah, Angel ALWAYS runs back inside and Mom always has to run back in and catch her.
Well. this particular night when Angel ran in Tico was frightened by a racoon and started screaming and crying.
Mom came tearing out of the house running & screaming "Tico" "Tico"
Forgetting my own safety and personal code of scardey catness I ran into the underbrush to protect Mom & fursibs!
In the meantime Mom bent down to pick up Tico and ran her hands accross a baby Racoon.
You should have heard Mom shrieking :)
Mom started screaming for us all to GET IN THE HOUSE and would you believe that masked invader FOLLOWED US TO THE DOOR!!
Mom was trembling!
She thought for sure Tico was hurt or bit but he had not one mark on him.
After checking over all of us thoroughly she gave me a big big hug and called me her HERO *BLUSH*
Ahem....Don't Hero's get a reward I says????
After a very juicy TBone treat I sniffed everyone to make sure they were OK and to let them know they could count on me!
As best as we can figure, Tico stumbled upon this baby Racoon and when it tried to follow him he started screaming and crying really loud and that is when I sprang into action!!
Since this incident we have discovered that the baby racoon has a REAL big..REAL mean Mamma that lives under our shed.
Every night MOm goes out there to shoo them away so we can do our duty.
Let me at 'em I say...Let me at 'em!!
All I need is my Super Hero Pug cape ( and a snack of course ) and I will rid Amigo-ville of the foul vermin!!!!

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